The sword moves that Lu Ping'an learned and practiced were mostly offensive.

Only Sword Five Cold Winter can be regarded as a move with a certain defensive ability.

Perhaps in the opinion of Yan Laoba, who taught these sword intents, the best defense is offense.

But Lu Ping'an was indeed in the predicament of not being able to attack this time, and could only be forced to defend.

Fortunately, the cold winter sword intent is enough to condense to an extremely strong level, and with the black armor body, it constitutes a very strong defense.

Even if those earth thorns rushed madly, Lu Ping'an was only a little injured, and he would not lose the competition.

From the perspective of onlookers, the oval-shaped ice hockey ball is particularly indestructible.

So many attacks containing heavy sword intent failed to break through them, but instead those dozens of earth thorns shattered into countless small clods of earth, suspended in mid-air, obscuring a large amount of heavenly light.

Teng Wei launched such a fierce attack, consuming a lot of spiritual power, and at this time, he couldn't help but gasp, looking up at the ice ball, his brows furrowed slightly.

The ice ball was not broken, but there were still dense cracks, and people could even vaguely see that there was a bright red ball inside, which should be the blood that Lu Ping'an spit out.

In people's impressions, this is the first time Lu Ping'an has been injured and vomited blood, there is no doubt that this is also the worst time that Lu Ping'an has been forced so far.

But even so, before Wang Jiaoxi officially announced the results, no one dared to be too happy, and they didn't dare to underestimate Lu Ping'an like before.

Teng Wei took a deep breath, waved his big sword, and said, "You lost! If you want to show your might in my Jixia Academy, you are still too tender!"

The clods of soil floating in the air moved again, gathering quickly from all directions towards the ice balls that were about to shatter.

But at this moment, only a few soft clicks were heard, and the ice hockey ball actually took the initiative to shatter.

A sword light shone brightly, and the shattered ice cubes all turned into water masses and flew towards the enveloping clods of earth.

Teng Wei sneered: "It's the water system again, don't you know? What's more, you've already tried it just now, what's the point of repeating the technique?"

Lu Ping'an didn't answer, and he didn't care about the blood at the corner of his mouth, but just continued to swing his sword and send out a slash.

In fact, what he slashed this time was a pure water attack, as if it was directly splashed on those clods of dirt.

Previously, his idea was to use water to condense into ice and fight Teng Wei's earth-based attack, but it turned out that it didn't work.

So, Lu Ping'an changed his approach......

Those water slashes did not show great power, but they spread all over the clods of dirt at an astonishing speed.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ping'an swung his sword again, the wind and snow surged, the cold air spread, and all the water that invaded the inside of the clod suddenly condensed!

Then, I saw that the clods of earth that were about to attack Lu Ping'an were all covered with white frost, and the attack was no longer fierce, but only moving slowly and easily in the air.

Teng Wei's face stiffened, and he said:

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"This ...... Even if your idea is correct, with your strength, how can you use an ice-type sword technique that can suppress my spiritual power?"

If he used an ordinary ice-based sword technique, Lu Ping'an wanted to suppress the power that Teng Wei scattered in the clods of soil, which was indeed an extremely difficult thing.

Even if he really did it, Lu Ping'an would have a hard time maintaining it, so that he would not be able to carry out other attacks.

But even Teng Wei, who was a student of the Sword Pavilion, didn't find out that it was not a forcible suppression of swordsmanship, but a certain degree of sealing effect.

The so-called sealing technique is specially used to block or restrict the flow of spiritual power, so it can naturally be relatively easy to block Teng Wei's offensive.

Because of this, Lu Ping'an still had the strength to spare, and once again lit up the golden light on the blade of the sword!

The clods of earth in the sky covered the surrounding area of the arena in a gloomy place.

At this moment, it was illuminated by Lu Ping'an with sword light, extremely brilliant, like the scorching sun!

"Do you think you're going to win?

Teng Wei shouted violently, pointed his sword at the sky, and the thick soil around him rolled and surged, forming a giant dragon made of rock and soil, rising from the ground!

Lu Ping'an didn't pay attention to the clods of soil that were frozen and moved slowly, and immediately turned around and swooped down, brushing the willow sword with golden light, shining in all directions!

"It's not delusional, it's that I will win!"

As this shout rang out, the golden light was so intense that it ignited a raging flame!

From a distance, it looked like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the golden fire was extremely blazing, dragging a long white air flow trajectory.

Sword Four, Autumn Fire!

Rumble!

The earth dragon rushed up, the sword fire went down, and the two collided suddenly, and the momentum was like the sky and the earth cracked!

The remnants of flames and debris splattered out in all directions, constantly hitting the protective circle of the Arena, trembling violently.

Immediately, people saw Lu Ping'an holding a sharp sword, driving the violently burning golden flames, all the way down and down.

With a rumbling sound, the rock and earth dragon that rose from the ground into the air collapsed with a bang!

Teng Wei vomited blood, and immediately felt that danger was coming, and his body hurriedly retreated.

Lu Ping'an rushed out of the falling rock and soil, surrounded by fire, and stabbed straight with a sword with an invincible momentum!

Teng Wei hurriedly swung out a yellow slash, but he couldn't resist Lu Ping'an's attack at all, and finally came to the edge of the Zhengming platform, there was no way to retreat, he could only raise his big sword and block in front of him.

There was a thud.

Lu Ping'an stabbed out, and at the same time, the fire erupted, and the two forces fell on the broad blade together, and immediately knocked Teng Wei's entire person away, and fell heavily outside the arena.

The audience was almost silent, silent, and everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this result.

Even Wang Jiaoxi, who had a flat expression from beginning to end, couldn't help but look at Lu Ping'an deeply at this time, with complicated eyes.

But soon, Wang Jiaoxi regained his composure and shouted: "Lu Ping'an wins, this is his fifteenth consecutive victory!"

Hearing this shout, everyone woke up from their stunned stunning, and then

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He turned his head to look at Lu Ping'an again, still in disbelief.

To say that in the previous fourteen battles, Lu Ping'an won by virtue of his realm advantage, and those students under the rank could barely accept it.

But the fact now is that Teng Wei, who has a higher cultivation realm and is the true inheritance of the Sword Pavilion, was actually defeated by Lu Ping'an's hands!

This makes the minds of those students very complicated.

Anger and shame remain, but there is a sense of skepticism.

I don't know if it's because Lu Ping'an is too strong, or if they are too self-righteous, they always think that Jixia Academy is the number one in the Eastern Continent, and they have always looked down on the disciples of other forces, so when they are pierced by others, they will feel unacceptable when they are pierced by others and put the reality in front of them?

But there is no doubt that their so-called pride is gone in front of Lu Ping'an at this moment!

However, Lu Ping'an defeated Teng Wei and paid a certain price, coughing violently a few times, he coughed up a pool of thick blood, and the spiritual power in his body also consumed a lot, and his face turned slightly pale.

Tao Yushan, who was standing in the audience, was overjoyed when she saw Lu Ping'an's victory, but when she saw this, she couldn't help but be shocked and asked, "Lu Ping'an, are you okay?"

Lu Ping'an shook his head and said, "If you can't die, you can still hold on, don't worry." ”

Wang Jiaoxi asked, "Need to rest?"

Lu Ping'an nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Wang Jiaoxi said: "That's okay, suspend the half-burnt incense, there are people who want to challenge, ready to go on stage." ”

Subsequently, Lu Ping'an took out a few pills and handed them to Wang Jiaoxi for examination.

"Well, no problem, it's a healing and recovering pill that is allowed to be taken within the regulations. ”

After passing the inspection, Lu Ping'an arched his hand to Deacon Shen Zhiye in the audience, thanked him, and then sat on the stone bench on the side, took the pill, and slowly exercised his pranayama.

In the process, Teng Wei, who was seriously injured, had been helped up by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

But they found that there was a shallow pit on Teng Wei's big sword, and there was still a little residual temperature on it, which was obviously caused by Lu Ping'an.

Teng Wei, the junior disciple who was originally going to be arranged to take the stage, glared at Lu Ping'an fiercely, and said, "Lu Ping'an, right?

As soon as the words fell, only to hear a crisp snap, Teng Wei suddenly slapped the junior brother in the face, and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about?

The junior brother was stunned for a while, lowered his head and said, "Senior brother taught the right lesson, I was impulsive and forgot the rules, and I should be beaten." ”

Teng Wei arched his hand and said to Wang Jiaoxi: "Don't blame the teaching, I will teach my junior brother well when I go back." ”

Wang Jiaoxi waved his hand and said indifferently: "Quickly heal your wounds." ”

"Let's go!"

Teng Wei snorted lightly, and then left with those few Sword Pavilion disciples and the defeated record.

At this time, Lu Ping'an only had the last game left, and those students didn't know who else would go on stage to challenge.

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